Prologue
Basch paced back and forth, gripping his rifle worriedly. "Where is she, where is she?" He had looked everywhere in the house, all the spots where she usually hung out and even called several other nations asking if they had seen her. And they all had said no, that they hadn't. He had decided that maybe she was out doing something but after a week it all went downhill. He had checked Lilli's room just to make to be sure when he had found so splatters of blood by the window sill and signs of what appeared to be a struggle. Basch decided to do something that he had never wanted to do, ever. He called a world meeting.
Well, not a world meeting. More like a European meeting. He didn't quite trust the other nations quite yet, not that the Europeans were all that reliable. He kept pacing as the different nations entered the room, making sure to steer clear of the angry Swiss. Then, at last, everyone had arrived. No one daring to argue, nor speak a word in fear of angering him even more.
At last Switzerland spoke. "Well, I bet you are all wondering why I have called a meeting." He was met with silence. Taking a breath he told them the news. "I believe that Liechtenstein has been kidnapped." The room gasped, the more fraidy-cat nations clung to or hid behind others.
Lilli stumbled and supported herself on a tree. Suddenly she doubled over a started coughing, little specks of blood splattered on the forest floor. Holding her hands over her ears she muttered, "Make it stop. Make the ringing stop." Shakily she continued to trip and stumble on. Lilli went on like this for several hours before she came across an abandoned fox den. "Remember, you need to remember." She groaned and doubled over to cough again. "Don't forget." Shakily she slipped down into the den and collapsed from exhaustion. As her eyes drifted close, she let out a whisper. "Please forgive me, Big Bruder."